Chapter 17

Zack took the choice out of my hands by coming forward and pulling the T-shirt right over my head. I swallowed hard as he ran his hands over my shoulders and down my chest. Then he leaned forward to place openmouthed kisses on my collarbone and down my sternum. His lips made me shiver

“Cold?” he murmured against my skin. He found a nipple and latched on. I groaned.

“No,” I whispered. Then he sucked, using a hint of teeth, and I nearly came undone. “Oh God.”

“Get out of these pants,” he demanded, his voice low and hoarse. He worked the button and zipper, and then he shoved at the waistband, lowering his body down to strip my jeans off my legs. On his knees, looking up at me, he helped me step out of them. Without warning, he buried his face in my groin. I heard him inhale, and I grasped his head, pulling his face even closer.